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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 195

Henry felt as if his heart was bitten by thousands of ants. He could not tell if it was pain or anger that he was experiencing. Hidden under that cold, hard expression was a pang of jealousy.

If Simon appeared in front of him right now, he would strangle him to death.

The owner stared at this man who was as cold as the grim reaper.

Her knees trembled. Was he offended by what she just said?

She had never seen a man like him with such a strong presence. She watched him walk out of the shop with the bottle of mineral water.

Only after he had left, she blurted out mechanically, “Sir, you haven’t paid for the water!”

However, her voice was so soft that it was drowned by the background noise.

The man who walked out of the convenience store had a terrifyingly fierce expression, like a demon from hell. His dark eyes were layered with frost and had a murderous look in them. When he strode past passersby, they could feel a gust of cold wind that made them look up to the sky, wondering where it came from on a sunny day like this.

When Shaun received Henry’s call, he felt a shiver run down his spine when he heard his icy voice.

Shaun shuddered in fear after hanging up and pondered if he could get out of this. He had no intention to die just yet!

He was perfectly fine when he left that morning. What the hell happened?

Shaun did not have the time to think about it. He had to reach Chairman Moore in the shortest time possible. He observed the chairman through the rearview mirror; his face was expressionless. The atmosphere in the car was so tense that Shaun broke out in a cold sweat just by looking at him.

He asked cautiously, “Where do you want to go, Master Moore?”

In fact, Shaun wanted to ask him if he could drop by the office to handle the documents that had accumulated over these past few days.

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